Through the villains, I may have worn a fake book

Cultivators don't know how time flies.

Ten years have passed in a blink of an eye, and Jimo Yuan is 13 years old.

There is a secret rumor circulating in Yanli Holy Land.

"It is said that ten years ago, the Supreme Elder brought back a peerless genius from the outside world."

"It has been cultivated in secret, and people are rarely seen."

"Do not know is not true."

Although there was always a blue-clothed disciple who said it was true, but because no one had seen it, it was only used as an after-dinner conversation.

In the forbidden area of ​​the sect, Modi Hall, a young man in white who was sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, and two beams of light burst out.

The left eye contains the stars and the heavens, and the right eye surrounds talismans and seal characters.

The breath around his body soared, and he had already broken through to the fourth heaven of the spirit king.

The first thing the boy did after successfully breaking through was to mutter to himself:

"Sacred Glass Sacred Land, Huaisha, Eight Immortals Domain."

"This must have time-traveled into the book."

"Traveling into that infatuated villain, the poor ghost who didn't die well in the end!"

"However, am I someone who sits and waits to die? The sky won't allow me, I will go against the sky!"

"And it doesn't say in the book that Jimo Yuan has awakened the God of Delusion. It means that the plot can be changed."

"I must not live up to the expectations of my parents. In the future, I will inherit the position of Emperor of Heaven."

"Anyone who blocks me will be defeated. Anyone who blocks me will be given death."

Speaking of delusion-breaking eyes, Jimo Yuan felt that this supernatural power was really awesome.

The right eye sees through all the confinement of phantom formations, and sees through most of the false appearances.

The left eye reads the thoughts of the defenseless man.You can see through other people's cultivation base and supernatural powers, and you can also see their original future.

Both eyes have the property of clairvoyance.

Avoids all soul attacks and can reflect 80.00% of soul damage.

No CD limit.

"Although the supernatural powers are very strong, I also need to know the truth about people beyond others."

After seeing Jimo Yuan leave the customs, Mr. Mo said proudly:
"Young master, ten years of retreat, today is the beginning of your dominance!"

"Come on, follow me to see the Holy Master, and try the crap out of it."

After finishing speaking, he took Jimo Yuan into Shengzhu Peak.

Seeing Mo Lao coming with Jimo Yuan, the Holy Master hastily saluted:

"Old Mo, is this the Jimo Yuan you mentioned?"

"I have recruited the Holy Son, and I can compete immediately."

The Holy Son behind the Holy Master was imposing, with a rebellious expression, looking at the young man in white next to the old man in black with disdain on his face.

Old Mo laughed and said:
"Let's start, young master, click until the end."

The Lord exhorted the Son:
"If you can't beat it, vote quickly, don't try your best."

The Holy Son said angrily:
"Only him, this underage kid, can beat me?"

"Hehe, even if I die, I can't admit defeat even if I jump off the peak!"

"Just watch me beat him until he cries!"

The two went to the arena outside the hall, and under the arena were several core elders, discussing a lot.

"The holy son has just awakened a mysterious supernatural power, and I am afraid it will be difficult for this son to retreat."

"I heard that this son is the peerless genius brought back by the Supreme Elder ten years ago. It is still unknown which one is better."

"I despise the Holy Son to be superior, but have you ever forgotten the physique of the Holy Son?"

"Raging to the crown! The 76th-ranked Huang rank Zun body among the three thousand physiques of Dao Dao, when angry, his own combat power will be slightly improved."

"In this way, the winner must be the Holy Son!"

The Holy Son looked at the young man in white in front of him, and said arrogantly:
"Boy! If you can't beat it, just vote quickly, don't be brave!"

The Holy Lord apologized to Mo Di with a smile:
"The Holy Son's talent is acceptable, but his temper still needs to be honed."

Jimo Yuan said nothing.He looked at the Holy Son with the eyes of the delusion-breaking god.

When I found that the other party only had a yellow-level physique and a mysterious power, and his cultivation was only in the spiritual realm, he was speechless. Just like that, you dare to mock me?
The battle is imminent.

Shengzi wanted him to do a few tricks, but when he found the disdain in Jimo Yuan's eyes, his anger rose instantly.

The one-style famous technique of blocking punches directly hits the opponent's vital points.

Just when everyone thought that Jimo Yuan was in danger, Jimo Yuan broke out part of his cultivation.

The deterrence of entering the Ninth Heaven of the Spiritual Realm was on the Holy Son, and the Holy Son couldn't move.

Then Jimo Yuan threw another heavy punch, knocking him down easily.

The Holy Son was seriously injured and fell to the ground in an instant, shouting in horror:

"Mother! Mother! Nine Heavens!"

"Stop beating me, I admit defeat! I admit defeat!"

The elders in the audience were already speechless.

The Holy Lord activated the mysterious supernatural power—Xuanyan · Healing, which eased the son's injuries, and fed another recovery pill, which stopped the son's wailing.

After the battle, Mo Di took Jimo Yuan and left, leaving everyone with complex expressions behind.

The next day.

An elder is teaching the new disciples:
"The way of cultivation is divided into four realms, which are the mortal realm, the spiritual realm, the fairy realm and the divine realm."

"The mortal realms are divided into Qi Gathering Realm, Alchemy Condensation Realm, Escape from Mortal Realm and Spiritual Realm. Each is divided into Nine Heavens."

"After you escape from the mortal world, you can condense your body without dirt, break away from the realm of mortals, be free from disease and disaster, and your body will no longer produce dirt."

"The spirit realm is divided into Lingzun, Lingwang, Lingjun and Lingdi. Each is also divided into nine heavens."

"Fairyland is divided into Immortal Venerable, Immortal King, Immortal Monarch, and Immortal Emperor. Each has 49 heavens."

"Above the fairyland is the legendary Godland. The Godland is divided into Immortal Realm, God King Realm and Dao Creation Realm. Each has 49 heavens."

"It is said that no one has reached the Dao Creation Realm yet, and even the strongest Heavenly Emperor in the mainland is just..."

Before the words fell, a shout came from outside the sect:
"Where are the people from the Yanli Holy Land? I pray that the people from the Snow Holy Land will come to pay their respects!"

A moment later, the Son of God led a group of disciples to welcome the people who prayed for the Snow Holy Land.

The leader of the Holy Land of Praying Snow is also the Holy Son. After seeing Hua Shilin, the Holy Son of the Yanli Holy Land, he said flatly:

"Brother Huaxian, long time no see."

Hua Shilin respectfully said to Xuan Xiteng, the Holy Son of Qixue:

"Brother Xuan, my younger brother has also missed my elder brother for a long time!"

One of Yanli's disciples was very dissatisfied with Hua Shilin's groveling attitude, and asked:

"Is the Son's attitude too humble?"

Before Hua Shilin could speak, a disciple from Qixue Holy Land punched him directly, knocking down the disciple who spoke out.

said disdainfully:
"Strength is the most respected. Our holy son is the strength of the spirit. We respect you as brothers and brothers with your holy son."

"Are you bullying us that there is no one in Yanli Holy Land?"

"So what? Come on, come out and hit me!"

Xuan Xiteng raised his hand to appease everyone, and said:

"It's not because you're waiting for no one, but because I can't find an opponent. My peers have been invincible for too long, and it's also a kind of loneliness."

After all, a confident voice came from the sect:

"Who said that there is no one in my Yanli Holy Land? Just rely on you?"

Jimo Yuan did not know when he appeared in the distance.

Everyone took a closer look, it was a young man in white clothes, let's look at this young man.

Red lips and white teeth, two hidden sharp and crescent eyebrows, and a pair of bright peach blossom eyes.

The face is like a crown jade, handsome and hard to match.

The silver hair floating like a cloud of smoke sets off a tall and straight figure, how can a "gentleman be unparalleled"!
Xuan Xiteng looked at the young man in the distance, and said with a smile:

"Very well, you have successfully caught my attention."

"Today, I hope you can fight with me, even if you catch three moves!"

The two came to the biggest arena in the Holy Land, and there were tens of thousands of Holy Land disciples in the audience.

Many female disciples looked at Jimo Yuan with obvious amazement in their eyes:

"This junior brother is so handsome, why have I never seen it before?"

……

The two ignored the discussions of the disciples in the audience and looked directly at each other.

Jimo Yuan activated his delusion-breaking eyes and saw through the other party's details.

In the distance, the elders also rushed over, even Xuan Xiteng's father, Xuan Ada, also rushed over from the Holy Land of Qixue.

Seeing other elders, he said:
"My son, Xi Teng, has a spiritual body and has the appearance of an immortal emperor!"

Seeing more and more people gathering together, Xuan Xiteng also said calmly:

"Okay, the farce should be over. Today, I will give you a defeat. I hope you will stop being ignorant!"

"It should be noted that there are people beyond people, and there is a sky beyond the sky."

Jimo Yuan directly exploded to the cultivation base of the fourth heaven of the spirit king, and punched Xuan Xiteng on the ground with a flying fist.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, and everyone's eyes were full of disbelief.

Immediately, the crowd became noisy like a boiling cauldron.

"Isn't it? One punch, one punch and you fall down?"

"Is it fake? The fourth heaven of the spirit king? Even novels dare not write like that!"

"My son Xi Teng has the appearance of an immortal emperor! How could he fall down with one punch?"

"Junior brother, you thief, you actually stole my heart!"

"It's our heart!"

A disciple in blue shouted desperately:

"That's right! I said it, it's true! He is that peerless genius!"

The young man on the stage, with fluttering silver hair, was handsome and extraordinary.

I didn't care about the discussion in the audience, but thought, would my punch be too heavy?
Wouldn't it be a good idea to knock this middle school kid out of his mind later?
After all, he is not a villain.

Looking at the young master on the stage, Mo Di was filled with unspeakable joy.

I thought to myself:

"The young master has already begun to assume the appearance of a heavenly emperor!"